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Monday, 29 September 2014

I've been wracking my brain trying to come up with a writing tip, and came up with this, so here goes...Set a reasonable goal and stick to it consistently. Commit to something you can manage, from five hundred words a day to three hours on Sunday morning. Whatever you decide to do, you have to follow through, every time, like exercise or eating right, so you're in the habit and it just feels wrong to skip it. Oh, and don't get distracted by dusting or poking around the Internet either!

Forbidden

By J. J. Lore

Evernight Publishing, 27 June 2014

ISBN/ASIN: B00LC9KZYE

Blurb:

Working to heal
wounded Alphan warriors is the new duty of bondmates Leo and Deklan. Although
recovered from severe injuries received on the field of battle, they are no
longer fit to fight. Their orderly, all-male existence is turned upside down
when an injured human female becomes their new responsibility.

Aura Tremain
wakes up in an alien hospital, healing from a beating delivered by the Xyrans
who’d kidnapped her. Upon her discharge, two handsome Alphan men offer her
refuge until she’s well enough to travel.

Even though Leo
and Deklan know they will never be permitted to bond with Aura as their souls
demand, they can’t ignore the desire she stirs in them. Her time with them is
short, but so intense. Will the intimacies they share be strong enough to
withstand the expectation that bondmates are for battle-worthy warriors? Can
their passion bind the three of them forever?

It was strange to wake up in a bed with an alien male,
no, two alien males, she amended. She glanced over to see Leo was still asleep,
sprawled on his belly, his head cradled on his bent arm. Lots of thick muscles
under gleaming skin on display. They both looked so strong.

She turned her head back to Deklan and jumped with
surprise to find him watching her with half-closed, sleepy eyes.

“Sleep well?” he whispered.

She nodded. Deklan’s eyes crinkled at the corners. He
inhaled and stretched his arms over his head with a sigh, inadvertently
dislodging the sheet even further down his body. He was wearing dark pants so
there wasn’t much more she could see, not that she should be looking any
further. She couldn’t quite take her eyes off him, though. As he lowered his
arms, the one closest to her nudged along her shoulder and coasted down her
arm, his large hand finally coming to rest next to hers.He edged closer and watched her for a moment.
She could feel the heat of his body.

“Do I look very different?”

“Different than what?” Aura whispered back, unwilling to
disturb Leo when he’d been so kind to her.

“A human male. I’ve never seen one in the flesh nor seen
a human female until the ship landed.”

“Is what?” Deklan rubbed his hand along his chest,
bumping over swells of muscle, disturbing the fine black hairs tapering down
his abdomen. His voice was rough, and the timbre of it vibrated some previously
unknown part of her ear.

“It’s beautiful.” Her honest assessment resulted in a
disbelieving smile from the Alphan lounging next to her.

“It serves its purpose. I’d never call it beautiful,
especially compared to yours.” Deklan glanced at her face, then her shoulders
and arms exposed by the borrowed tank she’d worn to sleep. She knew she was
blushing since her face was so hot. In an effort to compose herself, she looked
over at Leo to find he was still deeply asleep, unmoving from when she’d last
seen him.

A large hand sliding along her arm brought her attention
back to Deklan to find he’d edged closer and turned so he was curving against
her now. Maybe he was just affectionate in the morning, maybe—

The sudden press of a hard cock against her hip made her
shiver. At least, she assumed the hard, warm shaft she could feel through her
thin clothing was a cock. Deklan was alien, so perhaps his equipment was
different. Although why he’d be aroused in proximity to her was a mystery.
Perhaps he was similar to a man and this was just the usual morning reaction.

“Your skin is so smooth and soft,” he murmured as he ran
his fingertips along her hip, then her belly, cloth bunching up under his
fingers, exposing some skin at her waist. The slight parting of fabric made her
shiver, made warmth spike into heat along her nerves. “Not frightened?”

“No,” she
whispered, caught up in the intensity of his gaze, the sheer sensual pleasure
of having someone touch her.

Thanks so much for sharing! Good advice, not easy to follow sometimes, but I always try to!